By David Moody
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Maybe I’ll just get them both something from town at lunchtime. But I don’t want it to seem like I’m just trying to pay for… Bloody hell, what was that? As I pulled away from the lights just then I’m sure I saw a car going out of control on its way down the bypass. There’s no way I can turn back. There are plenty of other people about and there’s probably nothing I could do anyway. The police watch all these roads on CCTV and they’ll be on the scene before… Jesus Christ! I’m just heading down into the Heapford tunnel and I’ve seen another crash at the top of the slip road I’ve just pulled off.
Christ, he’s 40 spitting up blood. What the hell is going on here? Now Bewsey’s up on his feet and he’s grabbing and scratching at his neck too. ’ I ask but he can’t even hear me, never mind answer. He’s not messing around. I can tell that this is for real. The cell is suddenly filled with their hoarse, grating coughing and rasping screams for help. The fact that it’s happening to both of them is enough to make me… Wait, Bewsey can’t breathe. Bloody hell, the poor bastard can’t get any oxygen. He’s up on his feet and he’s trying to take in air but it looks like his throat is blocked.
Pressing down on his bare chest with one hand she tried to hold his thrashing head still with the other and clear his airway. Suddenly motionless for the briefest of moments, the odious addict then let out a tearing, agonising cough of pain and suffocation which splattered the police officer with blood and spittle. Shocked and repulsed she staggered back and wiped her face clean. ‘Shit,’ she cursed. ’ Still no response from her partner. Jenkins began to convulse again and she forced herself to move back closer towards him.